The Colours Of Spring

Author: Administrator | Posted: 12. March 2008 08:45 7

By Rafia Saman

Lahore has a festive air in March. The scents of spring mingle with aroma of food as vendors of food around the city prepare to participate in food carnivals that take place in the city near Basant. The mornings are white and gold speckled with green, of course, as tiny new leaves begin to sprout on trees. It was Basant week at school. Elf-like little girls, dressed in traditional colors of Basant, decked with accessories danced in tune to the drummer’s beat. Darkness descended then and the gold, white and green were splattered with red as two powerful blasts rocked the city. The first blast took place at Temple Road and the other in an elegant neighborhood of Model Town. I frantically called my mother who often drives to her work via Model Town and was relieved to find that she was safe. The others were not so lucky. Four died in the attack on an advertising agency in Model town including two children. Their father’s legs were blown off. The office of the advertising agency was in ruins with holes where doors and windows had been. ‘We were not the real target. The bomb was probably sent to a wrong address,’ said the owner of the advertising firm. The images of Temple Road swam before my eyes. I had shopped there with my mother only weeks ago. It had bustled with people, sounds and business. We had come home tired and happy and switched on the TV. The TV screen flashed the news of Benazir’s assassination. Tears flowed as a beautiful life ebbed away and her last words echoed in our ears, ‘We will not bring hate, we will not bring violence. We will bring a message of hope and compassion for those who are poor, those who are oppressed and those who are disadvantaged’. And now the sirens of Rescue 1122 and Edhi’s ambulances blared above the din of the traffic on Mall Road as the dead, the dying and the mutilated were carried to the nearby hospitals. Terror had struck again as Lahore was earmarked for carnage. The colors of Basant were stolen and sullied. As I slept that night I dreamt that I was in a bus that flew over our house and was blown up in mid-air by a bomb planted inside. Two days earlier the police had found several hundred kilograms of explosives in a terrorists’ hideout in Swat. Among the IEDs, suicide jackets and RDX, they found a book titled ‘Fazail-e-Jihad’. The holy men advanced, armed with false ideologies and unleashed their wrath on unsuspecting Lahorites as they prepared for their spring carnivals. Will some one speak up and expose their sham ideology with its fake “Fazail”? Or will the criminals strike again and steal our dreams too?

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Dr. Uzma Kausar , on 3/13/2008 7:38:20 AM Said:

This is well said. We imagine the terrorists to be uncouth men hidden away in mountains acting on a medieval agenda. This may be true but the means they use to wreak destruction indicate the use and knowledge of modern technology and expertise in communications and intelligence gathering. Most of those involved in the hijackings on 9/11 were University graduates. Many militant groups are using sophisticated websites to expound their ideologies. Nearly two decades and an immense amount of resources had gone into recruitment, training and indoctrination of the militants who have now brought the war home. Reversing the effects created over decades will also require an equally monumental effort to fight the battle on multiple levels. Whereas it is logical to understand the anger of the militants and make practical efforts to resolve the issues as Hakim said, an intellectual effort by the people of the Islamic world to reject the false ideologies is called for. The struggle against extremism will not be won without the support of the people who need to speak with a single voice to defang the venomous and false ideologies. As of now the voices of reason and common sense are being simply drowned out by the din of hatred.
Sarah Humayun wrote, “Suicide bombers were once not suicide bombers. There are others who are not yet suicide bombers. Can something be done about the not-yets, or have we made up our minds that we are concerned with stamping out only the suicide bomber in his finished form?”

Rafia , on 3/17/2008 6:59:23 AM Said:

Post Script- Islamabad

To me a visit to Islamabad means calm, mist, mountains and sun. Once in the city, we gravitate to the hilltops in search of clouds and serenity. It almost invariably rains when we leave the tree lined city amidst the mountains. And the moon with its image in the water below never fails to remind us of melodies of a bygone age. Now the peace is broken and tranquility gone. With pain etched across their faces, people ask, ‘Will our lives ever be the same again?’

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